My disgusting, abusive ex was a total pothead and has caused me to fear ever being with someone else who smoked. When you told me that you didn’t, back when we first started talking, I believed you even though I previously thought you had. Turns out I was right. You were just worried that I wouldn’t approve, although I said I didn’t really mind, because you wanted me to like you. At that point I hadn’t yet started to fall for you but I soon did and ended up overlooking my old suspicions. Then, a week into our relationship, you told me you’d lied.
Now I can’t stop thinking about it. It shouldn’t be a deal breaker because you’re amazing in every other way but during certain times of my day I wonder if I even like you still. It’s been weeks. It just reminds me so much of my ex and the fucked up way he treated me and scarred me for life that I’m not sure if I can deal with it. I don’t want this to be a deal breaker. I like you most of the time, I promise.
